Peter was tied up with ropes spelled so he couldn't transform and locked in a small closet that was also spelled. Daniel was unconscious, all of the once marauders got him to his room, then Sirius and Morgan drifted into theirs, as did Remus and Oreo.

The other order members cleared out, Dumbeldore would take care of the Ministry and trial. Snape was staying overnight. Bill was talking with Dumbledore about his family. Hermione had gone up to bed, Draco, Harry, and Torri followed.

None of them said anything, they went to Draco's room, as usual. Harry sat down on the bed and held Draco like he was a big teddy bear and Torri curled around Draco. Harry silky curls covered them like a protective charm. Suddenly everything was alright. Harry sighed and rested his head against the pillow Draco had set there. Draco cuddled into Harry's chest like a puppy who'd just been hit, and Torri wrapped her arms tighter around Draco and nuzzled his neck.

Sleep came quickly and was thankfully dreamless. That morning sunlight poured into the room like streams and wrapped around the occupants of the bed. Torri woke up first and smiled. Nothing like seeing the two of them fits thing in the morning. She kissed Draco's ear softly. "Morning sleepy head."

"Morning, blanky." Draco mumbled.

"The buffalo!" both looked up to see a thin trail of drool coming form Harry's gaping mouth. "Happy dancing buffalo."

Draco couldn't help the cackle that escaped his lips. "Harry? Sweetie? Honey?"

Torri giggled. "Shnookums, darling wake up!"

Harry jumped awoke. "Wha-Oh hello. You're not buffalo." Draco cackled harder and rolled over, right onto Torri. He kept rolling and laughing hysterically till he fell of the bed. "Is Draco dying?"

"Let's leave him." Said Torri, mirth sparkling in her eyes. Harry looked back at his lover with a smile. The tip toed out of the room and downstairs where it looked like everyone was doing better, Morgan was cooking, with Sirius guiding her from behind and constantly kissing her neck.

"Would you to get a room?" Harry said sarcastically.

"Morning Harry!" Sirius exclaimed. "I'm juts making sure someone doesn't poison the food!"

Morgan snorted. "Oh please Siri that was so you. Harry would you please remove him! He's tickling me!"

Harry smiled and shook his head. "No thanks."

"Traitor." Morgan growled. "Ow! No! Padfoot! That tickles!"

Harry laughed at them and sat down next to Torri on the barstools. Suddenly someone was breathing inches away from his ear.

"Do you enjoy leaving me to laugh to death?"

Harry relaxed and smiled. "Why yes indeed I do." Draco smirked against the tender skin of Harry's jaw.

"You shall be punished later."

"It was her idea!"

Draco turned to Torri. "And so shall you."

Torri grinned satanically. "I look forward to it."

"I shudder to think how your mind works." Draco purred.

"Oh sit down and leave your pervy sex talk for your own room!" Sirius cried. "Here have food!" he dished out plates of pancakes.

"Sirius?"

The entire room turned to the fire and nearly every face scowled. "Dumbledore." Sirius growled "Anything about the rat?"

"I've scheduled a Ministry trial for tomorrow. I worked the better part of the night on it."

Sirius sighed. "Thank you. What's the date?"

"August 28th"

"We'll be there later this afternoon. We'll meet up with you at the ministry later?"

"Yes, be there at 7, the ministry has been alerted of you and you're not longer a wanted man, but we suggest you stay as Padfoot." Dumbledore said in a toneless voice.

"Good." Sirius nodded. "We'll see you then." The head vanished and Sirius let out a sigh of relief. "All three of you get upstairs and pack!" They scrambled upstairs, Torri woke Hermione and explained quickly. Torri helped her brunette friend and then they moved to Torri's room.

Three hour's later the entire house hold was downstairs, all showered and dressed. Sirius had insisted no one wear those 'gay ass robes' so they were dressed as muggles. They gathered in the back of the jeep with Oreo and Remus up front. Snape was talking to Daniel and Bill about something that didn't interest Draco.

He was looking at Torri who was talking to Hermione. She hadn't dressed up at all, he and Harry were in dressed up in black jeans, dress shirts and ties. Harry was in a dark green shirt with a black tie and Draco was in an icy blue shirt and a black tie. Torri had chosen the outfits and colors to her liking. She on the other hand was in a short black pleated skirt and Harry's maroon dress shirt that was unbuttoned to show off a bright red tank top. The red accented her eyes.

Hermione was better dressed in a slightly longer blue shirt and a pink dress shirt under a dark blue sweater. Morgan was in a pair of jeans and a fire red t-shirt that made her eyes dance. Remus was in a suit, but with no jacket as he had lost it. Sirius was in white dress pants and shirt with a big loose un fitted white jacket over that and a black. But he looked super casual.

Sirius approved of everyone's outfits because they were all very un wizard like and very sexy. He especially liked Daniels choice of a black shirt with a white mesh shirt over it. Snape was in jeans a loosish white dress shirt and a silver and green stripped tie.

Sirius and Snape were talking now. They still disliked each other, but they weren't at each other's throats. They reached Diagon alley at 5 and finally by six they could go get something to eat. Torri and Hermione were going to the bookstore and Harry and Draco were going to get ice cream.

"Harry! It's Milly! Can we go say hello?" Draco begged. Harry sighed. Draco gave him the puppy dog eyes.

"Fine."

"Yay!" Draco kissed Harry's lips gossamer light. And ran over to them licking his ice cream. "Milly I can't believe you don't remember me!"

"Draco!" She shrieked hugging him. "Jesus what did you do to you're hair? Why are you all dressed up? Who's that?"

"Milly this is Harry." Draco said with a smile. "Harry, Milly,"

"Harry Potter?" She asked disgusted.

Harry sighed. "I'm right here ya know."

Draco growled. "Milly, you know my dad-"

"He didn't hurt you did he?"

"Depends on what you call hurt." Harry hissed at the ground.

"Ahem." Said Draco. "Harry took me in and…We're kind of close. He saved my life."

Milly looked at Harry through big dark eye and smiled at him. "In that case thank you for helping him. He means a lot to all of the Slytherins. So your now officially one of us!" She hugged him tightly.

"I was thinking about getting my house changed." Harry mused softly.

"Really!" Draco exclaimed. "Harry please do! If Milly likes you they all will. She's the bitchiest."

She gave him a light slap on the arm. "I am not." Someone called her name she turned around and smiled. "Coming! Look I got to go, but I'll tell everyone about you, Harry. Are Granger and Weasly still your friends?"

"Hermione is." Said Harry. Milly nodded.

"I'll tell them about her to. Anyone who Draco likes we do. I guess…Well…How'd your hair get so long?"

"I was sick of being like my dad so I grew it out." Harry said with a shrug. "You like?"

Milly laughed. "It's great. I think you'll be a great Slytherin. Bye Draco, take care, see you in a few days!"

Torri surprised Draco by taking a lick of his ice cream. "Who was that?"

"My friend." Draco said with a shrug. "You'll meet her in a few days. Holy shit's already 6:40! We gotta go!"

As they dashed back the leaky couldren Hermione stole Harry's ice cream and Torri stole Draco's.

"They planned that." Harry muttered darkly to Draco.

"We'll get them." Draco said flashing Harry a grin. Suddenly a group of wizards materialized in front of them.

"Are you Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter?" One asked. Harry sighed in relief it was Shacklebolt. Next to him Tonks winked. Hermione and Torri backed up so they were closer to Harry and Draco. Draco froze at the mention of his name. Harry took control.

"Yes we are. Have we offended the ministry in some way?" Harry asked. His tone was completely neutral, but at the same time it seemed to say go fuck yourself.

"No, we're just here to collect you for a meeting you have with...The minister."

Harry nodded. "Well please collect us then." Torri reached over and grabbed Draco's hand, she back closer to him and then he took a lick of ice cream.

"Hey!"

Suddenly they re-materialized in the ministry. "This way, Harry. Tonks said with a big smile. "Sirius had a fit when he realized you guys weren't here. Morgan's pissed already. It's a nightmare."

Harry heaved a sigh. "Well at least I'm not alone this time." Torri slung her arm over his shoulders.

"Nope." She said giving him a kiss. She slung her other arm over Hermione's shoulders and she in turn brought Draco into the train. "We're in this together."

Draco laughed. "I suppose we are. What if my father's there?"

Torri answered with a strait face. "I'll punch him, hard, and then ask Daddy to set him on fire. I mean Daddy is much prettier then him anyway."

Even Tonks laughed at that. "I so glad Daniel's using his fire again. It'll be a great asset."

Suddenly they reached a set of golden double doors, Tonks threw open the door cheerily. Inside was a huge bench that towered over the little stands for the criminal and the defendant. On the wall was something that looked like a muggle jury bench. Sirius was arguing furiously about being hand cuffed, Morgan was as well. Remus was reading a book, Oreo was resting her head on his lap and starring blankly at the ceiling.

Harry nearly laughed, but then the seriousness of the situation set in. Morgan was at the point of threatening Fudge. "Sirius?"

The grim turned to face his godson and his face broke into a smile. "Thank god's you guys are here. Please explain to these bastards that I'm perfectly harmless and that Dumbeldore is coming with…Him."

Draco was looking around for his father, Hermione was totally frozen, and Torri was confused. Harry took control of the situation quickly. "Minister, please, Sirius does not need to be hand cuffed. He's not dangerous to anyone but you so I suggest you back off."

The minister was completely shocked. "Excuse me, but who are you and why are you in this room?"

Harry's emerald eyes flashed with anger. "My name is Harry Potter. I'm the boy who lived remember?"

"Harry Potter?" Fudge asked. He nearly stuttered, Harry almost laughed. He looked over at Draco and noticed that he wasn't doing so good. Torri was doing better. The green eyed boy looked at her questioningly and Torri nodded. She walked over to Draco and whispered soothingly in his ear.

"I'm glad you figured it out. If we can please do this quickly, I'm very hungry." Harry said, looking very bored. Sirius almost cried with pride. "Oh and by the way is there a vending machine around here? I need a soda."

Draco came up from behind him with a feral grin. "Minister Fudge, a pleasure to see you again."

"The pleasure is all ours, Mr. Malfy." Fudge stuttered. "May I ask why you're here with, Mr. Potter? I've heard you aren't on the friendliest of terms."

"First, my name is Draco. I don't belong to my father anymore. Second, Harry's my friend and so is Sirius so that's why I'm here."

Harry looked around dully. "So, are you teaching Sirius what to say?"

"No, we're showing him what's going to happen tomorrow." Fudge growled. "Mr. Potter may I suggest you leave?"

Things were about to get ugly when Daniel came over to lighten the mood with a game of toy with Fudge. "Why, Minister!" Daniel cried in tones of mock joy. "How long has it been? I'm sure you remember me? Daniel Sabriel? This is my daughter Torri."

Torri walked over to stand next to her father. "Pleased to meet you, Minister," Torri purred smoothly. "May I enquire about one of your employees? Arthur Weasley?"

Almost every heard turned to stare at her. Fudge was caught completely by surprise so he just nodded. Torri smiled and continued. "Is it true he and his family have spoken to the media about Harry Potter? Saying that he's a danger to the wizarding community?"

"It is." Fudge said curtly.

"So tell me, do you believe Harry is a menace?" Torri asked, fixing him with her reddish eyes.

"I'm not obligated to take sides." Fudge said raising himself to his full height. "But, I must insist you all take a seat, we don't want Mr. Black to make a fool of himself tomorrow at his trail."

Harry and Draco's anger rolled of the and they both were going to verbally attack the man, but Torri's smooth step put her between them. "In that case have a pleasant day, Minister. Dumbeldore's here with Peter, I see no reason to be here. So I'll be leaving now." The look in her eyes dared Fudge to say other wise. He said nothing.

Hermione turned and followed Torri out. Harry looked over at Sirius who nodded. He grabbed the still seething Draco and followed Torri out. Once the doors shut behind them Torri growled angrily. "Bastard."

"Why didn't you let me pummel him!" Draco hissed.

"Cause he's not worth putting you in Azkaban! Now how about some old fashioned snooping?"

"Tor, the doors are probably all magicked so we can only go out to the front." Hermione pointed out. Torri shrugged.

"Torri I agree with Hermione." Harry said. "It's to dangerous if we get caught…"

"Fine I'll go alone. I personally want to check out ministry records. So see ya!"

Hermione looked back at Harry and Draco, they weren't willing to go. "Come on." She growled, grabbing their arms and following Torri. "Tor, if we don't find something good I'm going to kill you."

Torri winked at her and walked softly down the hall. She tried a door and smiled when it opened. "See? They just bluff!" She slipped inside followed by the other teens. They found themselves in a big stairwell. "Hm…" She walked quickly down the stairs and looked back up at her friends. "Come on!"

"Tor." Harry said slowly. "Shouldn't we go up?"

"If they're like most muggle places the records are kept in the basement. That's normally down."

Harry sighed. What if we end up in the department of mysteries? I don't want to ever go there again. He followed Torri ignoring the urge to vomit. Behind him he heard the soft pad of Draco and Hermione's sneakers. Down they went until finally there where no more stairs.

Torri waited patiently for them and noticed how pale Harry was instantly. "Harry? Are you alright, Jesus this was a mistake, I'm sorry let's go back up."

"No, it wasn't." Harry said firmly. He pushed open the door and braced himself. Btu instead he saw a huge gray room. Pillars were everywhere as well as book shelves. It was freezing. Torri grinned.

"This is it. Let's start looking."

"For what?" Hermione asked drifting toward a book shelf.

Torri shrugged. "Anything I guess."

Draco ad Harry explored a bit further down. Hermione gasped in delight. "Torri! I think I found something."

Torri dashed over and read the page Hermione was on. It said in bold letters Mythical Beings, underneath was listed names then a series of dots then their state of being, there were Werewolves, Veelas, Vampires, and a host of other creatures. After an other row of dots to the edge of the page was a picture. "Wow."

"Hey Mione!" Draco called. "Come here!"

Torri and Hermione followed Draco's voice and found them sitting at a computer. "Move it Draco." Hermione growled. She pushed him off the chair and started to attack the computer.

"Whatcha doin', Mione?" Harry asked.

"Hacking into it of course, I've perfected the skill while I was with my parents." She explained. A few minutes later the screen went totally blue, then files started to list from top to bottom. After a few clicks Hermione opened a folder full of ministry tabs. "These are people who the ministry is keeping tabs on. See there's a section on dark wizards, mythical beings, and…Ex-Aurors?" She opened the last file.

"Holy…" Draco murmured. "Harry you don't know anything about this right?"

"Nothing at all." The boy who lived whispered.

Hermione cleared her throat and started to read it. "Remus Lupin. Current occupation, co-Defense against dark arts teacher along with Morgan Darkwaters. Is a werewolf, was infected at age of 8. Father died a year afterwards. Mother never re-married but did have a boyfriend of 6 years who was a deatheater. At age of sixteen ran away from home. Was accepted as an auror because of magical abilities and because ministry was desperate."

There was a picture of Remus years ago. He looked about 23 in it. The werewolf was grinning, now days they were just starting to see that grin again. "Shall I continue?" Hermione asked.

"No." Harry said softly. "But…Who else is here?"

"Hm…Sirius Black, James Potter, deceased, Severus Snape, Daniel Sabriel, Oriel Malfoy…Those are the only people we would know. I'm going back." Hermione mused. A few clicks later they were back at the big list. "Dangerous wizards…" Hermione opened that.

"Stalkers." Draco muttered.

Hermione started to read again. "Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Daniel Sabriel, Blaise Zabinni, Hermione Granger, Sirius Black, James Potter, Lily Potter, Morgan Darkwaters, Damien Jackson….Oh here's Oreo, Remus Lupin….No one else. Oh what Torri you're on here!"

"What?" Torri asked leaning forward. Hermione leaned back in the chair.

"This is to weird. Why would they consider us dangerous? We're underaged." Hermione mused softly.

"Maybe their worried about when we got older." Draco said. "But maybe because they're scared of us. We've given them reason enough, that fiasco upstairs might have gotten us arrested. Harry?"

Harry was looking through the ancient tomes and pulled one out. "Over here. Just looking at books." He opened it and started to read out loud. "Gifts manifest in most wizards around the age of 16. however if it doesn't manifest then there is a chance it might later, as wizards do live longer then muggles. Common gifts are, minor air manipulation, dream walking, basic mind reading, and healing tears."

"Those are the most common gifts and they've practically died out. So few of the gifted exist today." Draco cut in. "Now it's either you're extremely powerful, or you have very little." He walked over to Harry and smiled. "Your tense, calm down a little. Soon Sirius'll be free. And maybe he can come stay at Hogwarts with us. I think we need to have a party."

Harry turned and faced Draco with a smile. "After we're sure Sirius is free. Then we're so having a party."

Draco wrapped his arms around Harry. "How'd you get so smart?"

"By spending time away from you." He laughed. "We should get going though."

Draco reluctantly let Harry go. "Fine, but let's take a few books out with us."

"How?" Harry asked in child like voice. "We don't have our wands, we can't-"

"Mione, Torri give me your sweaters!" a dress shirt and sweater hit Draco right in the face. "OK, so we select the book/books." Draco grabbed the book Harry was holding, and he wrapped it discreetly in Torri's dressed shirt. Draco quickly looked over the book shelve and selected Hogwarts a History, the un abridged version. He wrapped that in Hermione's sweater and then placed them both in Harry's arms. Draco draped the fabric artistically around the books.

"Nice job Draco!" Harry exclaimed, a huge grin growing on his face. "Hermione, Torri come on!"

"Hold on a sec!" Hermione yelled. A few minutes later she and Torri came walking up to them with identical cheser cat grins. Torri flashed a floppy disk. "We saved some of the more interesting files on a disk."

Hermione giggled and led them up the stairs, she was the only one who remembered which floor they were on. She peeked up and down the hall before gesturing wildly for them to go. The teens slipped into the hall and ran down it back to the main hall where the double doors were.

The guard at the fountain was asleep. Torri giggled and was elbowed in the ribs by Draco. She shot him with an icy glare and he nodded upwards. Above them was a security camera. Torri smiled sheepishly and kissed his cheek. They slid quietly out of the ministry of magic and began the long walk back to the leaky cauldron.